When I think about Your love

When I think about Your love

I don’t think Your love has any reasons

Since among all of the sinners

I am still the worst person

 

When I think about Your love

I don’t think Your love has any seasons

Since from winter to summer

I cannot see it changing

 

When I think about Your love

I’d rather believe it is a sweet invasion

Since it is totally irresistible

I must surrender and give up my weapon

 

O this amazing love

Came without any conditions

The more I think about it

The more I don’t think I can take it in